One human align
Their bodies eye to eye
One on the other’s chest
And stare and stare their way
Into the other’s skin
Your glassy eye is grim
Your blue is full of I
As each lets the other in
Your wildness burns my lips
Your tameness makes me cry
It feels like coming home
To a home I’ve never been
It feels like leaving the known
And having to carry your sin
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